Igniting Hope, Restoring Vision.
🧵 Rameshwari Devi was known in her neighborhood not just for her nimble fingers, but for her never-fading smile.
Every morning, the clatter of her sewing machine echoed through a small alley in Siliguri. Women from nearby homes brought torn school uniforms, wedding sarees needing a stitch, or curtains longing for new life.
Sewing wasn’t just her skill — it was her identity, her means of feeding her two grandchildren, and her way of keeping her lost son’s memory alive.
But slowly, the thread of light started snapping.
What began as mild blurring became unbearable pain.
A silent thief — cataract — crept in, robbing Rameshwari of her vision and her livelihood.
The sewing machine went quiet.